
“And from the mere singular, multitudes of immensity lurk. Glistening points of light on a lineless horizon.”
–Ahmed Salman

“And from the mere singular, multitudes of immensity lurk. Glistening points of light on a lineless horizon.”
–Ahmed Salman

“What is to give light must endure burning.”
Viktor Frankl

This montage of images captured by NASA’s Pluto-bound New Horizons during a gravity assist flyby in February 2007 shows Jupiter and its volcanic moon Io.
Credit: NASA/JHUAPL/SWRI
In [fairy tales], power is rarely the right tool for survival anyway. Rather the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness —from beehives that were not raided, birds that were not killed but set free or fed, old women who were saluted with respect. Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in crisis.
Rebecca Solnit, The Faraway Nearby (via decadent-romanticism)
I’ve been reading a lot of Solnit these last couple years, and boy does she ever deliver.
(via lucybellwood)


I wish
I’m about several months late with this observation but the new Twin Peaks is basically a dream, and if you see it before going to sleep it blends seamlessly.
I was woken up with a memory of painting a bathroom. The fact that I didn’t get to finish it bothered me immensely.
We grow in direct proportion to the amount of chaos we can sustain and dissipate.